Monthly Archives: September 2016

Welcome to The Prince’s Boy by Cecilia Tan, a tale of a prince and his whipping boy ensnared in a plot of dark erotic magic. Warning: explores themes of dubious consent and situations of sexual jeopardy. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Wednesday. This week is Chapter Four: Kenet

I arrived for my audience with my father just after lunch, taking the Snake Ladder from my chambers to his instead of walking through the whole castle as I properly should have done. But I was nearly late, and though I am full grown by every measure, when I am hoping to cheer him up sometimes cannot help but be the playful boy I was. So I hopped and hurried through the clandestine stairways and narrow passages that took me to him, pausing just behind the tapestry that hid the final doorway.

Welcome to The Prince’s Boy by Cecilia Tan, a tale of a prince and his whipping boy ensnared in a plot of dark erotic magic. Warning: explores themes of dubious consent and situations of sexual jeopardy. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Wednesday. This week is Chapter One: Kenet

I have nightmares sometimes.

Some of them recur, some of them are unique. Just a few nights ago this was what I dreamed. I had been for a ride with my father, just the two of us, through the woods to the north, several hours riding along the ridges, gone all day… and when I returned to my room I found Jorin.

He had been tied by thick leather cords around his wrists to one post of the bed, stripped naked, and whipped three times across his back. When I rush into the room in the dream, he is unconscious, hanging by his arms, the weight of his body making his hands purple and swollen, the welts also purple and raised. I run my fingers down them as if I could read somehow there who had done this and why. It’s clear to me Jorin struggled to get free, leaving useless tooth marks in the leather, and after falling unconscious pissed himself.

And yet he is not dead. Not yet. I hurry to cut him down, and he falls into my arms, his weight bearing me down with him to the floor. His eyes flutter open as I brush his hair back from his forehead.

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About the author: Cecilia Tan is the award-winning author of many erotic books and stories and the founder of Circlet Press.

Welcome to The Prince’s Boy by Cecilia Tan, a tale of a prince and his whipping boy ensnared in a plot of dark erotic magic. Warning: explores themes of dubious consent and situations of sexual jeopardy. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Wednesday. This week is Chapter Two: Kenet

It took me a long time to realize that being whipped in front of all assembled on his first day in the castle was no less a cruelty than Jorin expected. He hadn’t known exactly that his fate was to be my whipping boy, but he hadn’t expected life to be kind. The orphanage was not a kind place. The castle, at least, would be a step up. He told me this later, much later. Back then, he didn’t tell me anything, because he hardly ever spoke.

Did you know that in 2017, Circlet Press will officially turn 25 years old? We’ve been around a long time. We’ve been through the heyday of gay and lesbian bookstores, the alt-books boom of Tower Books and “bibliopalooza,” the rise and fall of Borders, and now gold rush and crash of erotica ebooks. As we’ve seen our peers in LGBT, small press, and erotica/romance publishing rise and fall over the decades, we’ve rolled with the punches.

Right now the writing is on the wall that if we are to survive to see our 25th anniversary, we had better find a way to keep the revenue coming in, despite Amazon now monopolizing what were previously our best-paying customers with their Kindle Unlimited program and other digital platforms actively suppressing erotica sales, and bookstores continuing to dwindle. Our best hope is to do more directly with readers who want to support what we do. So we’ve started a Patreon that we’re thinking of as the ultra-hot erotic science fiction/fantasy book club.

For two bucks a month you can enjoy perks like:
• Your choice of any 4 backlist ebooks as your immediate patron thank you!
• Free ebooks of each erotica anthology we release (5 to 10 per year, valued at $2.99 to $9.99 each)!
• 10% off on purchases of Circlet Press paperbacks
• Invites to Circlet Patreon events and patron-only discussions online
• Vote on upcoming anthology topics

Our ultimate goal is to raise a steady enough cash flow that the staff can work consistent hours and we can raise pay rates to the authors. Right now each author of a short story tends to get $25 to $50 per story. If we could get $1,000 a month coming in through Patreon we could make the minimum $50 instead of $25. If we could get $2,000 a month, it could go up to $75. (And our output would go up, as well.)

Please join us! Even at the $1 level you get a free ebook of your choice just for signing up, and we’ll be polling folks on what anthology topics you’d like to see in the coming year at the end of September! So make sure you’re signed up before then in order to participate!

Welcome to The Prince’s Boy by Cecilia Tan, a tale of a prince and his whipping boy ensnared in a plot of dark erotic magic. Warning: explores themes of dubious consent and situations of sexual jeopardy. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Wednesday. This week is Chapter One: Kenet

I have a memory that I know I cannot have. And yet it persists in my mind as clearly as any other memory. I remember her screaming. I remember my father holding her in his arms as she died. I remember him crying. You must understand, my father never cries. I cannot imagine him doing it. So it must be a memory, since I would never be able to conjure up such an image on my own. I remember them covering her face with a cloth, and bearing the body away. And then I remember my father collapsing into someone else‘s arms. A soldier dressed all in black.

Jorin says it can’t be a memory, because no one can remember when they were born. No one can remember that moment or the minutes afterward. But I remember my mother dying while bearing me.

Circlet Press is seeking spooky sexy microfictions for our October countdown to Halloween. Pay is $5 per story. Send submissions to Jennifer Williams at JWsubs13@gmail.com as Word doc or in the body of the message. Stories should be under 1500 words and be appropriate for Circlet Press (i.e. erotic, sexy, sex-positive) and appropriate for Halloween in some way (paranormal, supernatural, spooky, or scary). For more details on our genre check our Writers Guidelines page.

Deadline: October 1st but slots are limited so you are encouraged to submit early!